The dews were so heavy that the fields glistened like cloth of silver and there were such heaps of rustling leaves in the hollows of many-stemmed woods to run crisply through. The Birch Path was a canopy of yellow and the ferns were sear and brown all along it.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3503 | 2020-08-26 00:56:14 | 60.36 | 93% |
| 2667 | 2020-04-21 05:03:50 | 74.41 | 95% |
| 585 | 2019-12-19 17:38:06 | 62.36 | 96% |